It's Friday, it's FREAKANGELS: In which Alice is not crazy. Relatively speaking.

Meh, early. It's not quite there yet, but I can sense the Creeping Ick nosing around, seeing if it can breach my defensive vitamin wall. What? Caffeine is totally a vitamin. Those horrible Five Hour Energy commercials even call it a nutritional supplement. Anyway, how's everyone else hanging in?

Warren you magnificent bastard! I was ready for all hell to descend on Whitechapel and it's just KK! (although that's kind of the same thing...)

Nice work to get the new bike constructed so fast. I guess the upgrade probably helped.

My week wasn't fun. Ended up in the emergency department with wires clipped to various parts of my anatomy as the docs tried to diagnose the agonising chest pains I was having. Turns out my heart, lungs and ribs are all in showroom condition and it was "probably" just stress. I've cut back on the caffeine for the last few days and I'm damn glad it's the weekend down here - I plan to spend most of it sleeping.

Luke diving out of the way and squealing NOOO has really made me smile. Good to see Alice is prepared as ever though - her comment about putting one through the rotor made me want to give her a hearty pat on the back.

Hope you manage to shake off the pox, Ariana. My entire office, including myself, has been full of germs this week, and it never gets any prettier.

Morning. Happy to greet the FA kids and crew this morning. UNLIKE LAST WEEK'S BLACK BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT. But no screaming, because I am happy! So! This morning's wicked cool build-up, pages 1-3? Damn! I am happy!!! Two weeks ago I was expecting fists to be flying; poor Conner! Instead, the reader could sense only the big page four splash coming, closer and closer—zing!! Is it the language of comics? An eager audience/dance partner anticipating the next step? A matter of Warren and Paul knowing what they're doing? All these things?!?! Probably. Anyway, when it arrived, page four was glorious!!! I AM HAPPY. And you should be, too, crew!!! Merry Christmas, ya bastards!

"Does time have height ?","If i have to think about that sentence my brain's going to shit itself" classic...This week has been a bit shit really I have had very little work and what I have has been hours away.Gutted to be unable to take part in a protest in leeds organised by UKUncut on saturday as i will be in Bradford lone working in an unit of three quite challenging individuals I have never met.On the bright side I will be heading to Leicester for christmas,lots of booze (my christmas spirit usually comes out a bottle) awaits me and I wont have to buy any dope as my mum has already got a load in.

Quick note for Paul - it's a piddlingly minor thing but I just noticed that on page 4 part of the connection of the rear chopper blade to its hub seems to have been filled with the background sky colour. Could be something to fix for the print edition, or to completely ignore :)

Sent home early today because of the terrible white stuff covering Wales (insert Wool/sheep joke here) Lo and behold the sun comes out ha! Managed to get some nice pictures of the local area before losing my ankles.

I liked how quickly you guys altered the mood in this episode from ack doom to fancy free. Think this may also be setting up a girl who cried wolf scenario though, "What are those rotor blades - it must be KK, oh fuckmesideways its an attack helicopter" (Cue Airwolf music)